Time slips slowly like fine sand in an hourglass, and the time of a stick of incense is fleeting.
However, the demons did not send anyone to the ring to challenge.
In the audience, Xiaoqiang and others began to show impatience.
"What is going on? Are the demons playing tricks? Why don't they send the demons' geniuses to the ring for a test?"
"Hahahaha! I would like to see if these little demon turtles dare to challenge in the ring?"
"No way. Among the 100 major races in the middle world, the demon race, which ranks first, is so weak?"
Xiaoqiang and others couldn't help but sigh, feeling helpless at the grand occasion of the powerful demons like Lin.
On the ring, countless geniuses from the Demonic City fell one after another in front of Zhang Liucheng. Zhang Liucheng's powerful strength made Xiaoqiang and others feel inferior and ashamed!
The Ninth Elder ordered to Mo Tian: "Mo Tian, this is a critical moment. You must come to the stage to challenge. We all know that this is a battle related to honor and life and death. If you encounter an irresistible offensive in the battle, remember Stay, you must flee decisively to save your life. I, the Ninth Elder, hereby promise that if you are in danger, I will do my best to save you by any means."
"Ninth Elder, please believe me. I, the Devil, will definitely go all out to kill this enemy. I am grateful for your help, but I have no intention of backing down. I must win this duel. This is my right to My promise is also my respect for you. I will use my strength to prove that I can shoulder this important task and protect our honor and dignity." Hearing that the Ninth Elder was willing to protect him, Motian felt a surge of gratitude in his heart Feelings. However, he had no intention of retreating or escaping. He had to win this battle.
Xiaohong stared at Motian, a sly smile bloomed quietly on the corner of her mouth. She lightly opened her red lips and said something with profound meaning, "It seems that the demons are confident in their precise control of time. They deliberately try to provoke the eldest brother's anger, then find loopholes and win with one move. However, they are really I underestimated my elder brother’s intelligence and calmness. My elder brother’s strength is not only reflected in his strength, but also in his mind and strategic planning.”
Under the center of everyone's attention, Motian wearing black armor slowly appeared.
Motian's black armor is like Pluto's figure in the dark night, mysterious and profound, with every ray of light reflecting dazzling light on it.
Motian's eyes were like an icy lake in the cold winter, calm and decisive, as if he could see through everything.
His hands were tightly holding a sword as black as ink. The sword was cold and sharp, as if everything could be cut on it. The hilt was inlaid with unknown gems, shining with light that overcame all things.
No matter where it is, this sword looks so profound and cold.
Motian's figure trembled slightly, like a ghost, and floated to the center of the ring in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, the demonic energy in Motian's body surged like a spring, pouring into the black sword through every pore and every inch of his skin.
The black sword was like a bottomless abyss, swallowing up all the demonic energy of Motian.
Then, the sword began to tremble, as if it was jubilating and cheering.
Huge energy was released from the sword, a majestic force that could tear apart space.
The black sword instantly expanded and turned into a huge black sword that was more than thirty feet long and two feet wide.
The sword was dozens of times larger than the original sword, and the black color on the sword was even deeper, as if even light could be swallowed by it.
"Boy, if I fight you with my cultivation in the middle stage of the first level of the God and Demon Realm, although I may not be able to defeat you, I will do my best and refuse to retreat until I defeat you!"
In the sound of Motian's words, the surrounding demonic energy quickly gathered towards the huge black sword like surging ink waves.
"As expected of the most favored man in the Demonic City!"
Although Zhang Liucheng is already the top expert in the Daxia Empire, he still has deep respect and respect for the experts in the Demon Realm.
These people are all outstanding figures selected from tens of thousands of demons. They not only possess incomparable strength and unique skills, but also have perseverance and indomitable spirit that are beyond ordinary people.
Therefore, Zhang Liucheng will never look down on any powerful demon clan, because these people may become his strong enemies in the future.
Motian made a decision in an instant. He raised the black sword in his hand and struck Zhang Liucheng violently like thunder in the night sky.
However, when Zhang Liucheng witnessed this scene, a calm and charming smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
It was a kind of confidence and calmness that saw everything, as if he already knew everything that was about to happen.
Zhang Liucheng's footsteps stepped lightly on the ground, as if he had the power to move the entire universe. His body galloped out like an arrow from a string, rushing straight towards the devil at an astonishing speed.
In mid-air, Zhang Liucheng punched.
It was a punch without any flashiness, but an attack full of power.
There was an instant burst of explosions in the air, and Mo Tian was severely knocked away by the punch before he even had time to react.
Motian rolled in the air and fell heavily to the ground, with dust flying everywhere.
But Zhang Liucheng didn't give him any chance to breathe. His figure followed him like a shadow and instantly appeared beside Mo Tian.
One of his feet stepped hard on Motian's chest, making Motian unable to move.
"Now, it's time to send you on your way!" Zhang Liucheng said, his voice calm and firm, without any emotion.
Motian's expression at Zhang Liucheng's feet suddenly changed, and his once-familiar eyes were filled with fear and sorrow.
Motian roared hysterically: "I won't give in!"
"die!"
Before Zhang Liucheng finished speaking, his eyes had turned cold.
His determination and anger were like two flames burning in the darkness.
The power under Zhang Liucheng's feet was like a torrent, violently hitting Motian's sternum.
The bones, under his power, drifted away like fallen leaves, and the subtle cracking sound echoed in the air, like the cold winter wind, carrying deep terror and trembling.
Motian's facial features were twisted in pain, and a stream of thick black demonic blood spurted out from his mouth.
The blood flowed under Zhang Liucheng's feet like a strange snake.
However, before Motian could scream, Zhang Liucheng kicked out a foot as fast as thunder and kicked Motian's neck hard.
Motian didn't even have time to let out a scream. His body was as stiff as a stone, and his vitality was like an extinguished candle.
His eyes were wide open, as if they were stuck at the moment of the attack, terrified.
Motian's skin quickly turned pale from its original vitality, which was proof that all traces of life had disappeared.
In the end, Motian turned into a body as cold as ice and as still as stone, unable to move anymore.
All this happened so fast that before the Ninth Elder could react, Motian had been brutally killed by Zhang Liucheng and fell into a pool of blood.
The Ninth Elder's heart was filled with anger and sadness, and his eyes became as cold as knives, staring closely at Zhang Liucheng.
He was so angry that he clenched his teeth and was unable to utter a word for a while.
The Ninth Elder's anger turned into grief and uncontrollable murderous intent.
"Brother's strength is really amazing! He killed the top demon genius in the Demon City with one move!"
"Eldest brother is really extraordinary. He can be called the best among us. He is truly the number one!"
"Big brother is mighty! Big brother is invincible!"
Below the ring, the cheers from Xiaoqiang, Xiaohei and others surged like a torrent, expressing their extremely high respect for Zhang Liucheng.
